Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1887-11-19
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sanitary commission was a large one
A letter received from Walter soor
after Thanksgiving shows that Jenni,
DID not neglect her brother Ia he
more extended work,
Your Thanksgiving box was roya
one, fom pumpkin and mince pies
d ar Jennie, had the familiar home
taste. could almost fancy | saw eBt
making them. had thr captain and
some of the boys share with me, and
thoy desire to thank YOU for the near.
est taste Of a New England Thanksgir'
Ing they have had since the Wat b-
gan
The winter had passed and Simon
had ooAmmcncod the spring work One
morniag he came in saying:
II don't know what to do. that Sam
Brown that promised to help me plow
must needs 20 and join the soldiers;
~whativer ails all the b'yS"
I'm help you, Simon said Jennie,
'and see il can't turn As true a fur
row rs ever Mr.. Walter did"
YOU BY the power. these be
strange times Aremonstrance from
her delicate mother was silenced BY a
kiss, and properly equipped, she o
app arcd in the field, where, after q
little practice, she won great praise
from Simon But the climax seemed
reached when one day Simon rush Il
in, fairly shivcring with excitement,
aud CRYING; "Oh. Miss Jennie. what
liver will | do, its drafted | am. and
they do say | must go, whether | viii
or no. promised Mr.. Walter to stay
by yccs, ohone; | wish | had niver left
orIl Ireland
1t proved that Simon's fears were
well grounded, and he marched away
a very reluctant defender Of the flss.
What viii We do now" queried
the invalid mother; "thero is not a
man to be got in the ncighborhood."
II don't know yet answered Jcn-
ME, but don't worry, mother mine;
! am the mar Of the house now, you
! know"
After a search through the neighbour
hood she announced as the result that
she had secured the services VI Tom
Jones, a boy who WIS considered to
have only half sense. Mrs. Council
thought him a poor dependence, and,
indeed said he did not know enough
to be u any use,
Wei. said Jennie, its the best
| can 10, and he has more sense than
he gets credit Tor.
But with such inefficicn' help Jennie
was obliged to work q great deal her
.clt in the field and garden, and
though her checks were Drowned by
the .un, she lost nothing Of her
w|omanlinc,, nor Of her beauty. The
summer passed, and Notwithstanding
all dI,eonragrments. affairs were in a.
-ooi condition on Jcnnie's little farm,
as on those Of her neighbors.
One morning in the early autumn a
neIghbor stopped at The door, calling
ont, Here, Mrs.. ConnelI, is your
paper. hain't road it myself yet but |
know YOU are always anxious for news,
so / just brought yours along with my
own. Good morning
"Moiher You read It first, while |
pnt the milk away" said Jennie and
singing a bright song he went to her
work.
All, mc;it was many a day before she
sNlG ago" S"dd"nly ehn h.~r.l +" f~g
aud rushing to the spot she found her
mother in a dead faint, with the paper
clntched in her hand Hastily glanc-
ing at it Jennie read the news Of a
battle and in the list ofkilled She saw,
rs in letters Of Ire, the name Of Walter
Council, The necessity Of rcviying her
mother urged her to action, and so it
was in the days to come, her mother
must be cared for. ''She has ONLY me
now, and | mustnot fail her." thought
the brave girl, and though her dark eyes
looked larger, and her voice lost it,
bouyant ring, she only poured out her
grief in secret to Him whose ear is
ever open.
1t was a few days before Thanksgiv-
ing and Mrs. Conncll sadly remarked:
Ave will have no Thanksgiving this
year. Last year W. sent a box to Walter
but now"
"Mother dear" said Jennie, 'if we
do not feel like any joyous celebration
ourselves can we not DO something to
bring a little brightness to some other
household? We are not alone in this
trouble either, there is Sam Cnrter's
wife left with "A helpless family; let me
send her a real nice dinner that day,
slich as | know she would not other
wise have"
As you will, but let there be no
difference here, | cant bear il, Oh.
daughter, how can wc be thankfulp"
Jennie had been busy making things
snug for the winter, and in winding up
her farm work she found that she could
spare another load Of hay; she knew Of
II purchaser some miles distant, so she
called Tom and gave him her instruc-
tions.
81 want You to take that hay to Mr..
Welsh today, and lie will pay you for
ii; be very careful not Ia lose the mon
ey, for we need it ut once"
Yes, ma'am, you can depend on me,
Miss Jennie"
Yes. Tom, | believe | can"
His way lay neal the railroad track,
and he was gayly singing a war sony,
and feeling that he was n very impor-
tsnt individual, when he suddenly
stopped short.
My golly," he cried, THAT will
play smash with the cars, and the en-
press i'll be along soon. too. No won
der he was frightened, for there on the
track was n huge rock. and the cx-
press train would soon round the